"I'm a doctor, I can barely sign my own namelegibly." He laughed again. "Here's my business card. When you come inon Friday, come straight to the c...ounter and ask for me. You can pick upyour check at the lobby."The doctor escorted me out of the room and to the lobby. I walked backup to the window I submitted the clipboard to. She handed me a check. Iexamined it. It was made out to me. One Thousand Dollars.I turned to the lady at the counter. "Only one thousand?" You get the other half. I could definitely see why the ladies were drawn to him.I decided to push a little to see what might happen. We were both pretty drunk, so why the hell not?I told him his body was my goal body and I keep a mental picture as my goal. Never missing out an excuse to take his shirt off, he then removed his shirt to show off his muscles even more. I kept flattering him and touching him. I touched his biceps when I complimented his arms. Rubbed his shoulders and told him his traps looked amazing.Then. Pretend you're holding a baseball bat and are about to score a grand slam. You can also vary the directions of your hands, one up, one down at the same time. There's no doubt that two hands are better than one.THE ANVIL STROKEBring one hand down, letting it stroke the penis from the top all the way to the bottom. When it hits the bottom, release it. Meanwhile you're bringing your corresponding hand down to the top of the shaft, creating an alternating beating motion, hence the name "anvil. She's an engineering student at Auburn." She ... classes." In a class by herself, buddy. Asks questions with her husband. Seems to know. You're gonna be surprised. Just warning you. They got me. I thought it was 'Take your daughter to work' day. At least I didn't SAY that." I shall contain myself," I said. "Thanks for the heads up."I heard a key in the lock. That would be Jo."What's up, love of my life?" she said, bouncing over to kiss me."Gonna have company. Work company." Oh. Bob's pushing.